Leyton Orient 1 – 1 Albion

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Looking like he's had more food than just his dinner in bed with him - Leyton Orient celebrity bellend fan Bob Mills

Smashing game this one, dominated by one howling tit of a referee. Our Firm (me and the missus) arrived at London Bridge just before the pubs opened. We headed down Borough High Street, had a quick snoofty around Borough Market and made a bee-line for the alehouses as soon as the doors opened. Most of the boozers were crammed full of rough-looking Millwall older lads, with a few young Norwich fans mingling around in their yellow and green scarves – this answered my question as to who was at the New Den today.

We eventually got a good seat in the Fuller’s Barrowboy and Banker, where the pie was lovely and the ale spot on, and watched most of the Scouse derby before supping up and heading to Brisbane Road on the Central Line. Albion had the whole of the rickety old East Stand in the Matchworn Stadium, and as we rocked up late we had to settle for two seats behind one of the rusting stanchions holding up the roof, which restricted the view of the penalty area to our left. But the atmosphere was already electric and the crowd were well up for this one.

The game? No Nicky Forster anywhere – he’s in contractual dispute with the club, they better get their act together as he’s still for me our best striker, regardless of how old he is. We took the lead after their keeper had a Graeme Smith/David James moment and Glenn Murray rounded him and passed the ball into an empty net, 1-0. Then the game got really feisty, tackles flew in and tempers flared. We had another Murray strike ruled offside, then Dickinson, who was magnificent yesterday, was clearly fouled in the area – play on waved the idiot in black. It was so blatant even the O’s in the ground were quiet. Gus Poyet blew a gasket on the far touchline and was promptly sent off by the ref – Steve Cook – I’m sure I’ve mentioned this dickhead before in a match this season at Withdean, what a whopper this guy is.

We were the better team, playing on the deck and making for a good game, but Mr Cook couldn’t keep blowing that fucking whistle, he ruined the second half, and even I was as convinced as the maniacs around me that he had a red shirt on under his black one. The final straw was when Michel Kuipers slipped as he tried to make a clearance and was forced to handle a back-pass, Orient won a very suspect indirect free-kick about 15 yards from goal. The whole Albion team packed the goalmouth and when the subsequent shot rebounded and fell to Dick Dastardly himself (AKA Scott McGleish) he stuck it in the Onion bag, their keeper gave us the “Can’t hear you now” sign, the spacker, and Scotty boy got booked for his over-exhuberant celebration which in older times, along with the Orient keeper’s little display, would have started a pitch invasion and punch-up. The rather friendly Orient steward near us was looking distinctly worried as we were dancing about and snarling at this point.

It was a good performance from the team, if not a particularly good result. Best players in my opinion were: Virgo and Elphick, solid once again in defence (I’m happy to report since we play the big teams back to back again soon). The midfield four were excellent too, apart from giving the ball away a tad too much later on – Gary Dicker was the most creative, he’s a class act this lad. But stand up big Liam Dickinson. The gangly knock-kneed giant with bananas for feet was brilliant for me. He gave 150% the whole game and barnstormed their dirty defenders, they didn’t know what to do with him. Man of the Match.

After the game I was bushwhacked (as in tired, not filled in by Sarf London’s finest) as we got to Southwark again by Tube – a return fixture at the Barrowboy was a game too far and I was almost kipping on the shite First Capital Connect train as it was delayed and virtually crawled back to good old Brighton. Another good day out though, I’m chuffed to bits to be back living at home and following the stripes around the rusty old stadia of this green and pleasant land.

The Hovian’s Albion Team Performance : 7 out of 10

The Hovian’s Albion Man of the Match : Liam Dickinson

Albion Team (goalscorers in bold):

(4-4-2) Kuipers; Calderon, Virgo, Elphick, Painter; Bennett, Crofts, Navarro, Dicker; Murray (Hart 75), Dickinson.

(Subs): Brezovan, Cox, Tunnicliffe, Carole, Hoyte, Holroyd, Hart

Attendance: 6027 (1834 Albion)

League One table

Sunday, 7 February 2010 00:00 UK

Position Team P GD PTS
Full League One table
1 Norwich 30 33 63
2 Leeds United 28 29 61
3 Charlton 30 20 57
4 Colchester 28 14 52
5 Millwall 29 12 49
6 Swindon 27 8 49
7 Huddersfield 27 20 46
8 MK Dons 29 6 46
9 Bristol Rovers 28 -8 39
10 Brentford 28 1 37
11 Leyton Orient 29 -5 35
12 Southampton 28 15 34
13 Walsall 27 1 34
14 Yeovil 29 -2 34
15 Carlisle 28 -4 34
16 Hartlepool 30 -10 32
17 Southend 28 -7 31
18 Exeter 30 -11 31
19 Oldham 26 -9 29
20 Gillingham 29 -11 29
21 Brighton 28 -13 29
22 Tranmere 28 -23 26
23 Wycombe 30 -25 23
24 Stockport 28 -31 16
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2 Responses to “Leyton Orient 1 – 1 Albion”

  1. glasfryn Says:

    Always blood and thunder the Orient games and listening a draw was a good result as we were playing 12 men,Gus was none to pleased with him either thats one thing I love about him he sticks up for his players and the club as a whole.
    I fear Nicky Forster has played his last game for the Albion,he’s been a bit silly and shot himself in the foot (or maybe his agent has) and Dicko just needs one good goal and we will have a replacement.
    looks like there will be a few on their way in the loan period some really need to go(Hart) and others for some experience.
    onwards and upwards

    G

  2. The Hovian Says:

    I really hope you’re wrong about Fozzy mate, I really do. But no player is bigger than the team.

    You could almost smell the effort from Dickinson up in the stand, the lad was trying to beat the O’s on his own, that is 90% it for me when I think about players and their worth to any team – desire and effort. Lazy, disinterested flairniacs are ok, but I like tryers – that’s why I’m a fan of Bomber El-Abd too. Dickinson could do a job for us, but I still don’t think he’s as good a player as Forster

    Two points handed to Orient from that twat Cook the ref, he was the same idiot who ruined the Stockport game at Withers. Some hard games ahead now, it’s going to be some run-in

    Cheers

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